This chapter is truly sad. I never wish this would happen to my real dad or anything, but I needed something big to happen to Julia. SO, here is chapter 3. REVIEW if you like, or if it made you tear up a bit.

Love you guys! .:julia:.

Chapter 3 "Identifying"

Ally's mom just told me I have to identify the body, since my mom just couldn't do it.

As if it wasn't hard enough.

I just lost my dad, now I have to go look at his dead body to tell everyone that he IS my DAD.

Dylan, Cole, Ally, and Judy went inside the hospital with me, while Ally's mom waited in the car for us.

Once I told someone at a desk why I was there, they led me back to a little dark room, leaving my friends and boyfriend behind in the waiting room, wondering where I went.

I walked into the room, seeing a body outline underneath a big crème colored sheet.

I can't do this. I thought, walking closer to the sheet with my dad's body underneath.

I stepped closer, feeling my stomach tighten. I was now on the side of the body, and then lifted up the sheet. I saw his body, pale and lifeless there on the cold metal table.

He was drained of all his color, since he was usually tan.

His lips were pale and light, and drained of the pinkness that was once there before when I had last seen him.

He still had on the shorts and dark blue t-shirt that he had on when I saw him the previous day.

I started to talk to him, feeling like I needed to say something as a goodbye to him, I mean; he IS my father and all.

"Daddy, I never thought it would come to this."

I was struggling with my words, but I continued, "I didn't see you much after I got my big break, and it's my fault. And I wanted to let you know that I'm sorry. I never meant the things I said at Joyland the other day, I hope you know that."

I swallowed, taking a 30 second break from talking, and then I continued talking to him.

"But, I mean, you do treat her as your number 1, and I was never your number 1. But, even though you never saw me as that, I will always still love you. Don't doubt that."

I stopped talking, and was now standing over his body, looking down at his closed eyes and slightly open mouth.

"So I guess this is goodbye, huh?" I said; ready to cry my eyes out of the sockets.

"Before I go, I just want you to know that I love you daddy. Don't doubt it, and always know that, ok?" I said, about to cry, my lips quivering.

"Goodbye." I muttered, kissing his forehead.

A single tear came down my cheek, and fell onto his shirt. The tear sunk into the fabric, and then was gone after that instant.

I walked out of the room, telling a nurse that he was in fact defiantly my father.

I was about to walk over to Dylan and all of them to go to Ally's house, but then the nurse asked me something.

"My kids are such big fans of you. Can you sign this for them?" She asked, holding out a sheet of paper.

To my surprise, I signed my signature to the piece of paper, and then walked into the waiting room.

Now, it is 6 o'clock at night.

I have a concert at 8:30, but I just don't know if I can pull it together.

And if I do, not start crying on the stage in front of thousands of people, who are huge fans of me.

I have to do it. If I don't, then I'll let everyone down, especially my fans, and I can't do that.

I finally convinced myself to go, along with some encouraging from my friends too.

We all got into the car, and went down to the Spirit Arena. I can't let my fans down; please don't cry, I thought, I just can't.